Framboise
The salon was crowded and stuffy, and this afternoon soirée was in full swing. Her hat had a mind of its own, as it tilted this way and that as she moved. However, she knew her Resistance friends, serving as waiters, would recognise her under her code name of `Black Crow' by wearing this ridiculous creation, if she should need help! Yvette and her hostess walked towards a crowd of people who were laughing at an article in `Der Adler' magazine, an affront of a magazine in the style Life or Picture Post, the crystal glasses sparkling in their hands as they drank the chilled champagne. At last she saw the man she was to befriend, Count Dietrich Von Hassle, a tall, bronzed, stunningly good looking man with proud Arian features.
The hostess, Madame La Bouquet , touched the Count on the shoulder and he turned, took her hand , brushed it with a kiss and clicked his heels all in one motion. His liquid blue eyes stared into hers and for a momentarily she was mesmerised.
Raspberry and black pure silk jacquard peplum jacket, black dupion skirt, beaded cummerbund, long gloves, shoes, black `Crow' hat and bag dotted with cerise beads, necklace and earrings complete the outfit.